Ghosty
Munroe
Ghosty
Munroe
Turn turn turn turn
Man need to find the lord I got a lot to lose
Swing my shank with force
I don't use no knuckles though I'm in my Goose
Burnt my tracky and Givenchy runners
I was pissed I couldn't keep my shoes
Opps can't hang outside
when I start to get over there in my moon
One Rambo ain't enough so I jumped
in the whizz and I twinned with two
I been a bad breed since school
in citizenship I'm tryna conceal this kitchen
Turn turn turn
I don't know how to follow the rules
Turn turn turn
I was still tryna convince my teacher I'm a good citizen
You ain't ever gonna circle the opp block so much times
this dinger won't move
Then continue the glide on foot
that's even more mileage in these shoes
Blood all over my 97's now they're looking like Loubs
Had to off white way before Off-White
I still split Jerry Springer in two
Bad B calling my phone had to tell her calm down
I'm tryna stay faithful
When the opps get caught it's fatal
We're the only ones with waps
they ain't got arms them niggas disabled
It was tuna and noodles in jail
now it's smoked salmon with a toasted bagel
For my freedom I'm grateful
I was locked up like Akon
Came home and I bought me a brand new wap
it was nuttin' there's more where that came from
I've got more tyres than a Triggz song
My hood ain't one you can rain on
I'll draw my ting no crayon
Leave that pussyhole bleeding like it's time of the month
and a girl just came on
My niggas can't sleep on a vio
I don't know how the opps can function
Had no clue that I brang my burner
'till I tried clapping on junction
Straight M's or attempts any time that man buck them
Thought he was dead when I chinged up my man
what a poor misjudgement
Look my tings set different big fat sword and a Smithen
Gang spill juice on the opps we don't do no half heart dippings
T-T 'rex OT get the hotline blinging
Gang slap corn in their block so the opp boys know their position
And free up my jailhouse mates doing Thameside living
I hate when they chat bare greeze cah they done no drillings
Opp block back my shank and fish him
Shave man bait or bore him bend your back if man dig in
Wave that blade do more than bend you back if man dig it
Duck if man ring it move back
if you lack cah this ain't your average chinging
You don't know my face since old school days been drilling
Grab that black gym back for the action
more time the gauge been hidden
My goon soon home cah his case got ridden
Free up double tap K who was loose with the latest Smithen
Me and V9 had to pattern 'em up what a great decision
I still gotta pattern up Mulli
big man lowe it and play your position
Slap that wap cah the 8 don't listen
Them boy love to talk on the net
but really they're great with distance
I send shots to your boss on the roads and tracks
your empty threats are all ficition
Let's not forget that shh held a dipping
big man play your position
I'm the youngest tug' on the mission
them boy tried boot and their wap went missing
Likkle man keep dissing grip my shank
with the blade I'm swinging
Swing what shank? I'mma blaze and ping him
You're p**s on your block if you buck into us
we ain't giving out basic chinging
Turn turn the ding-dong spinning
Mhmm turn turn the ding-dong spinning
Mhmm turn turn the ding-dong spinning
Mhmm turn turn the ding-dong spinning
Turn turn the ding-dong spinning
